The scene went back to three months ago, when he had just married here, and Qin Zhenghuang was like this, bringing back a different woman every day......

Yang Ye was cold, she suppressed her trembling body, and her teeth chattered.

Although she said that she would give up, she still couldn't accept this situation.

He should still have his body temperature on his body, how can he change so quickly, and immediately turn his face and bring other women back!

"Yo, is there a lady at home?" The woman was worthy of being well-informed, without any shame, the delicate on her face remained unchanged, and even her voice was still pretty, eating and laughing, looking at Yang Ye.

There seemed to be some pity in his eyes.

Under the provocative gaze of the two, Yang Ye smiled almost nothingly, "It's not going to be there soon, you can continue to ......" After speaking, he motioned for them to close the door for himself, please take care of yourself.

"Madam, don't you want to make soup for us?" Qin Zhenghuang's lips turned into a cold moon, "It's been a long time since I've drunk Madame's soup." ”

Qin Zhenghuang's condensed gaze stared at her, without blinking, his expression was cold and hard.

"What?"

Yang Ye was suddenly touched by something, closed his eyes, and asked rhetorically.

"Aren't you very virtuous? What you could do before, you can do it differently now? Why, now that your own goal has been achieved, you can't bear it anymore?" Qin Zhenghuang didn't care about her, and sneered at her.

The scornful remarks were so sarcastic that she could no longer maintain a shallow smile, and she silently asked herself, do you feel sad?

But there was a voice in his heart that said the answer: No, don't be sad, what does it matter, he can do whatever he wants.

"I'm bothering you so late. Every word that came out of Qin Zhenghuang's mouth was aggressive, "Everything is back to square one, and you will still be the same hypocrisy as before, right?"

She lowered her eyes, "When did I become hypocritical?"

He suddenly dropped the woman in his arms, rushed directly to Yang Ye, and suddenly made a move, pinching her chin and forcing her to look at him, the weight of the force made her feel pain.

Yang Ye was locked in his eyes, and saw that his eyes were like cold light blades, and his thin lips were like ice.

"Aren't you very good at hiding yourself? At home, in the company, you hide yourself so successfully, you have always been at ease, making soup, cooking... If you try to perform as well as possible in the company, and if you provoke me like nothing, do you dare to say that it is all a coincidence, not intentional or unintentional?"

Yang Ye looked at him fixedly, only feeling that there was nothing to say, and the charges had been stared at her chilling spine.

However, Qin Zhenghuang didn't seem to have the intention of letting her go, his hand still pinched her regardless of it, "Don't make such a pitiful expression, is this your invincible weapon against me?

She had almost forgotten that this business wizard had always been thoughtful and eloquent, as if everything he said was his own fault, and she was embarrassed.

He squeezed her chin tightly, and the sharp question pierced her heart like a thousand arrows at the same time, making her almost suffocate in pain.

"Aren't you very clever when you speak? Or you can't deny these things at all, since you haven't been sincere to me all along, why do you take me to the Yang family to meet the elders and give me such a hint?"

Yang Ye was annoyed, and tried his best to break away from his hand, his jaw hurt as if it was about to be crushed by him, and he felt that there was already a bruise on his chin, but it didn't matter, no matter how deep the scar was, it would be fine, even if the scar would fade, things would pass, and memories would fade.

She had already been torn apart by him once, and even if she was now uncovered alive again and sprinkled with a handful of salt, she would hide in a corner where no one was around, and heal the wound alone.

Time had passed, and she had already tried.

"You're done?" Yang Ye endured the emotions in his heart, trying to keep his tone steady.

The current situation is something she absolutely does not want to see, no matter how painful he pinched, it can't compare to the pain in his heart.

Qin Zhenghuang's eyes were as bright as arrows, as if they were wrapped in burning flames, oppressing her breathlessly, "You dare to say it to me in person, you have never been sincere to me?" ”

She tried to smile, and for that he insulted himself from head to toe.

"Qin Zhenghuang. Yang Ye's heart ached sarcastically, still raising his head arrogantly and closing his eyes, "I'm not as unbearable as you think, everything is because of yourself, you know He Man's affairs, the impact on me, now, don't try to push these on my head." ”

In this world, there is no one who will be more important than his place in his heart, it's just that he doesn't know, they meet and stay together by mistake, and then there is endless jealousy, quarrels, and sorrows, and finally now, they are about to part and become strangers.

"Unrepentant, stubborn!" The anger in Qin Zhenghuang's eyes suddenly rolled wildly, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her repeatedly, Jun's face was depressed and ridiculed.

Then, without saying a word, he put his arm around the woman, turned around and left.

walked to the door, suddenly turned back again, took the woman's white and tender little hand, put it to the mouth and kissed it, staring at Yang Ye playfully, "Wait for one day you will really be attracted to me, maybe, I will consider accepting you......"

After saying that, he quietly pulled the door and left.

Yang Ye stood in place in a daze for a while, slowly fell on the bed, closed his eyes and fell into the boundless darkness, a little confused for a while, and suddenly felt that his life was such a failure, he originally wanted to throw him away, but he didn't expect to be thrown away by the same man twice in succession.

When I met Qin Zhenghuang, she was thirteen years old and he was sixteen. At that time, she was ignorant and young, and he was gentle with himself, and once beside the woods at the entrance of the village, he told himself her name, why not change it to: Yang Ye.

He said that the poplar tree language: frank and lovely, gentle and kind.

In Yang Ye's eyes, the beautiful young man who was calling for wind and rain had the heart to think of such a name for himself, and ripples rippled in his heart.

So much so that she hurriedly found her grandmother, and changed the name on her household registration book to the current Yang Ye.

Thinking of this, her heart suddenly pounded uncontrollably in her chest, and she could almost hear its thumping sound, and the feeling of being in his arms resurfaced in her heart, and indescribable happiness passed softly between her lips, and the unusual wonder made her unconsciously slightly drunk, and the whole person suddenly warmed up.

"Get out!"

"Ahh

Suddenly shouting and screaming broke this memory, and Yang Ye sat up suddenly.